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3 days ago
Current Making progress on things is always a nice feeling. Three collabs responded to, one IC comment written, now, to do what I promised my own players and write something. Best wishes again
4 days ago
Sorry that I haven't been putting out many replies or really anything to folks the past few days when it comes to rp. Despite it being spring break, had some work. Playing catchup soon. Best wishes
9 days ago
Finished a bunch of assignments, going to bed finally. Woo hoo
10 days ago
You know its bad when you stop, look at what you're citing, and realize you don't know what version of the book, since its a scan, that you have. Online school texts are weird
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11 days ago
Ah, that feeling of when you remember you have to write three pages in six hours. Sounds easy, and I swear I'm going to make it. Just...naturally concerned. Stress is not fun


I already did an earlier introduction, but this is something one could always see, so let's roll.

Serene is the pen name that I use over on my old G+ account, which if you're able to find the account before the site shuts down, is Serene Selphia, but no fancy url, lol. But to those I'm close enough to, my nickname is Chris, and if I ask you to not use it, its nothing personal, I'm just not ready for that level of friendliness. That isn't to say I'm not a friendly person, just that I can be a bit professional when it comes to stuff. I've been rping since like...2011 I think? If I could find the Minecraft rp forums I started on(yes those were a thing, it was actually full of good rpers, but all good things come to an end of course), I'd have a precise date.

I roleplay a lot of things, well, that was the old system. About four years back, I settled down in a roleplay community on G+ called Temple of Glory, and began to stick to just one character who I kept working on, using other characters as I felt the need. That was my current primary character's father, a character I'll call the Professor for now, as I intend to post a version of his character sheet later. Probably when doing so wouldn't spoil what became of him in a storyline. Anyway, after a point I burned out as him, and switched focus to his daughter, who I use primarily in the old roleplay hub I come from. The Good Doctor, and here, no spoilers, mostly because ahaha, I'm shy about that.

I love a lot of series, but my heart goes out mainly to Rune Factory, Sonic, Mega Man, Metroid, Mario, Pokemon, and Duel Monsters. Especially Rune Factory and Sonic, though lately I've fostered a love for the Nasuverse, Fate Grand Order is a fun time. I love to read a variety of things, and I'm always online unless sleeping, so feel free to drop me a line if you need it. While I'm relatively new to the site here, I'm an rp veteran, and a skilled writer, as you'll see whenever I post the Doctor's current profile.

Ah right, more on me. I'm a college senior presently, I just had my capstone for my history degree wrapped up, and I'm proud of my progress. While I am a loner by nature(I mean my writing often keeps me trapped in my room to meet paper deadlines), I'm still a sociable person, and if you can't reach me here, my Discord is Serene Selphia#1064. So I suppose that's a bit of a spoiler, but to who, I won't say. Just be forewarned, if you ask me about a character of mine, there's a risk I'll write a lot, so make sure you're totally fine with that.

In terms of roleplay, while I do mainly fantasy/science-fiction, I can roll with just about anything(as far as I know), but if I tell you its not working for me, don't take it personally. I'm a fairly detailed writer, and in terms of style, I'm good with both combat and non-combat related narratives, I mean, my current main was built for combat initially, whereas her father is more the sociable type. The most detailed things tend to when I describe the world around, or when writing profiles for characters I adore. Basically, if I'm in tune or really love something, you could get a lot. I once wrote about twenty pages on a google doc in two hours because I loved it so much. Weird flex sure, but you can understand it. I don't look for much in rp partners, so long as you can write me enough that I understand either what you're doing, or what's going on, I'm usually good. I'll generally drop a line if I need more information.

I love learning, so if you ask me about something, and I don't have an answer, I'll gladly take the time to do at least a basic amount of research. And if you're ever stumped for ideas, drop me a line, I'm always glad to help fellow veterans or the newer folk. Heck, at one point for a friend's group I wrote an entire(albeit unused) document full of random plot ideas for the group drawn from throughout film and video games. Point is, if you need someone to talk to, unless I'm in a bad mood, or its a bad time(aka I'm about to go to bed, or in class), I'm always up for at least a quick chat. I do take commissions, so if you want a fanfiction written, give me a holler, or if you just want a custom story about a character of mine, or just ask for them to give their input on something in a non-serious setting. Still debating what to set prices for, or if I work totally free...I mean I should charge something, but anyways, wew, talk about a ramble, eh?

Anyways, that's about it. I'll probably rewrite this as needed.
Restating ways to reach me as needed!
Discord: Serene Selphia#1064
MeWe: Serene Selphia

Doc Rock, signing off, stay gold.

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Made the changes you suggested to me finally, I know, long delay. Anyways, I'll have a post up tonight, after Captain Marvel! Hopefully.
James Moriarity

Possibly was probably the key word here. King of Conquerers, hmm? There was only one servant who Archer knew of who fit that bill, the great Macedonia King Iskander. Or as most knew him, Alexander the Great. So two literal kings in name and title, with plenty of money, and given the references to a Grail War, had been enemies in one. Which meant...ah yes, that Master was probably the one known as Velvet Waver once. He'd read it somewhere when he'd first manifested, digging into the recent history, incase any mages showed up whose craft he had to be wary of. Just as when he was alive, James didn't precisely trust what he didn't fully understand.

That being said, the request for wine made sense. "Of course, I hope the various vintages I have will be up to your tastes, King of Conquerers." Without a further word, James turned around, moving to the wine rack, his fingers moving across the labels, before selecting a pair, one red, one white. A pair of wine glasses, servant sized for reasons, were set out, followed by the two bottles. "I'm glad you didn't ask for Sake, as we've been out since this morning. Oni came through, you know how much they can consume. That being said, the Red Wine is a 2013 vintage, from Italy, of the Piedmont region, apparently quite good I've been told. The white wine is from France, a rather fine nation. I do believe we also have some Uruk and Greek vines, and if my memory serves me correct, some Roman blends thanks to the Roman servants." Moriarity admittedly hoped he'd had some older blends, but given he'd gone for flavor, rather than age, it would hopefully go over well with the two much older servants. "Which would you like to try first?"

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Blood Iron Princess

Excellent, now this wouldn't be too awkward for her, walking out alone. Instead Da Vinci was right behind her, as Serene stepped outside, taking in a breath of fresh air as she did so. A few moments passed, then she walked to the gate that acted as the property boundary, the rather stately looking manor seeming rather...small when you considered it gave up lawn space for overall interior space. It was still nice, in an almost Victorian esque exterior design. The wrought iron gate was quickly unlocked by the one security person, and two would be able to step outside, go down a short ramp and...right onto the side walk of the city. Serene glanced left, then right, before turning left, and beginning to walk down it, a smile on her face that somehow seemed to put the other people around, few that they were, into slight nerves, moving away from her as if she just warded them off. It was probably how the smile didn't...reach her eyes? "Caster, I must be honest, I have so many questions about your inventions when we get the chance, after all, its not every day I get to meet The Leonardo Da Vinci after all, right?" She said this only whenever Caster joined Serene's side, to better chat as they walked. She seemed to be cheerful now, but still reserved, with her public game face on. Give it time, the scary master will totally mellow out.

Henry Ford

Oh, so that was who the green haired lunatic was. The creator of the legendary Labyrinth, and the man who had created the wax wings of flight. Well, to Ford, despite having his name mispronounced, this wasn't something to make him angry at being "showed" up. No, quite the opposite. This was excellent, to have someone inherently gifted as the Labyrinth's inventor to be the one in charge of an actual mobile base. This was wonderful. Sure, the entire crocodile scene truly made him question what he'd been brought through, but then, his attention turned to the Queen of Shadows. He looked at the projection given, his lips curling upwards in a smile. While in his life he'd never seen America from the air, somehow he knew he was looking at that so famous range. This provided him with relief. The sigh of Greeco materials also made him smile a tad. Oh, what an adventure to be had.

"Thank you, Caster. With the Inventor's prowess, and my knowledge of modern technology, we should be able to provide for the others. If he isn't bothered by an extra pair of hands, of course." He said this as he glanced in Caster's direction, watching the trio currently engaged, and the otherwise silent ninja, the slobbering pig lady thing, and...he assumed that was Theseus, judging by the sea water coming out of his mouth. Or some other famous greek youth. It really did seem that the major of servants present were probably Greek in origin, or just general Age of Gods servants. Interesting, all things considered. Hopefully they could handle whatever lay on the other side. He itched to hop behind the wheel of his beloved Tin Lizzie.

@Parallel Hearts@Pyromania99@Moonlit Sonata@Rune_Alchemist
And never worry folks, the inn is open if you need some interactions!
Innkeeper James

Well, he had been enjoying the silence. Up until the young woman who had pulled into town one day and wound up stranded ran past, almost kicking in the door to the inn. A soft sigh left James, but not long after did he chuckle. Oh the strength of the youth. With a smile on his face, he pulled himself to his feet, and stepped over to the pair of double doors, and opened one, noting the young merchant who had scrabbled to her feet and run off to the bar to get seated. He chuckled again, having clearly heard what she wanted. Watching her descend into the bar, James took a moment, seeing no one in line to get checked in, before he walked down after Hina. Sliding behind the bar, he quickly grabbed the drink in question, a local blend, before he poured out a mug of the ale in question. With deft movements, James came back around the bar, to Hina's tab, lightly setting it down, mindful of the other's work. But given the quiet, he lingered, before a smile curved his lips upwards.

"Bit early in the day to start drinking, I'd say. Real shame about the festival, I was looking forward to it." He could have said more, but he wasn't senile, he wasn't about to talk the other's ear off unless she wanted it. In other words, he was offering his services as someone to talk to, if she so wanted it.

Father of Innovation

The Egyptian Servant wasn't the only one who stood near the back. Amid all the high profile servants, amid all the legends, stood a man, an ordinary, plain looking man. A pair of glasses rested on his face, a faint breeze making the mustache he wore shift slightly, a walking stick held in one hand, an umbrella in the other. He looked like the perfect American gentleman. It wouldn't take much to place him. Henry Ford, the man who had studied under Edison, and achieved heights even greater than the Wizard of Menlo, was among the ranks of gods, heroes, and mysteries. He was a self-made, ordinary man, a representation of that lost American Dream. But perhaps that was why he was one of those summoned. A man with no special powers or status, who had through determination, achieved his dreams.

A soft sigh had left him by the time the Queen of Shadows finished explaining, the male Rider mulling over what they had mentioned would be their challenge. Classical Mythology, and American Folklore...that made him think about what sorts of monsters they could come up against. His own knowledge of the classics wasn't the best, but he could imagine anything ranging from a Chimera to the dreaded Hydra, but on the other hand, he knew even less of American Folklore. A strange fact to most, but it stemmed from his time period being one that had heavily exploited the Native American population, abused them, without a care for what they believed in. They faced the unknown...a fact that made him shudder ever so slightly. Even with the yelling of the Greek Inventor, he was able to ignore him, Ford thinking about what he'd need to help. Raw materials...yes, they'd have plenty of that on the other side.

"If I may, while I don't know how much use I'll be from the Phantasms will become useful, as America is the land of my birth." Ford's voice was calm, relaxed, and though he had to raise it to hopefully be heard, one could feel his overall desire to be of help. "My name is Henry Ford, of the Rider Class. Whatever this... "Moon Dominion" is, we need to win the race, no matter what. I know this may be asking much, but if once we're on the other side, I could have help from one or two of you, I could set up a base camp using one of my Phantasms, a place for us to rest. I'll need mana and raw materials. I hope this isn't too much to ask for, of course." He was already planning. They'd need a base camp to recover between runs, and the thought of building Greenfield was a welcome one. Building a factory would also be beneficial, hopefully there would be enough lumber and iron to work with...
@Parallel Hearts

Phew, glad Ford's fine, I'll move him over now, and get started on an in character post.
I have zero idea where everyone else went, but if no one else shows up by say two am EST over here, I'll write something up. Been busy and a tad ill.
Used a Neil and Henry Ford pair of sheets I saw as for inspiration for ranks of certain skills, while also taking my own take on the NPs used by the Ford sheet. Additionally, used one of my assigned books for a Material Culture class to help with the final Phantasm. I hope this is acceptable. Couldn't get the picture I needed, due to PC Discord being bugged on my end, but one of the others can show it if needed.

I'll confess freely, made him Rider to have him stand out more from Edison his mentor, and also to nod to his impact on history(given how massive the industry is now). I can easily make changes as needed though.

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